No Money, Mo' Problems

Money coming in
Then the money going out
Got a new habit
Emptying my account
New shit in my house
But I'm lookin back at my account, I see zero, fuck, I ain't got no money
New clothes, new shoes
Feeling good, suns out, sky's clear blue
And I'm gooning with the crew, no clue
Who knows the next move, but I'm down for it all to tell the truth
Will I cop a new fit today, or will I use my fucking brain and keep my bread in the fail safe
Not today, keep on spending with my card as the method and my serotonin replays
Are we gonna kill?
Are we gonna steal?
Are we gonna walk around without an aim like usual?
Long shorts, hopping on train tracks
Making stacks, wasting 'em
Talking shit, we facing him, wasting him
Posted up with Slim, he write a riff and I'm hopping straight in like I'm bouta swim
What you know about this kid?
Get a grip and maybe a job so you can fucking get this
Money coming in
Then the money going out
Got a new habit
Emptying my account
New shit in my house
But I'm lookin back at my account, I see zero, fuck, I ain't got no money
Y-3 on me, Adidas Japanese, how many stripes I got? Three!
Shit, I stepped outta my crib
I'm trynna hit the streets with my boys dawg, you know what it is
That's the biz, but as I'm doing my shit
I see a store out of the corner of my eye so now I gotta go in
My balance is in the negatives
A ditch is where my credit is
But these shoes is imperative to my fit
I'm looking cleaner than the president
The world run on that dough, so I'm emptying my wallet
My accounts getting drained, if I wanted I can't stop it
Kick the mad tight raps, so that I can make a profit
To buy some new kicks, I can't stop making deposits
Gotta buy some new shoes and I gotta get a tight brand
Money run the world, money can't buy your time back
Some women drop a couple thou to get a nice ass
So fuck Jessie J dawg, it's all about that price tag
Money coming in
Then the money going out
Got a new habit
Emptying my account
New shit in my house
But I'm lookin back at my account, I see zero, fuck, I ain't got no money
Y-3 on me, Adidas Japanese, how many stripes I got? Three!
Money coming in
Then the money going out
Then the money coming in
Then the money going out
Then the money coming in
Then the money going out
Then the... going out
Then the money coming in
Then the money going out
Then the money coming in
Then the money going out
Then the money coming in
Then the money going out
Then the money coming in
Then the money going out
Y-3 on me, Adidas Japanese, how many stripes I got? Three!
Minimum fucking wage!
No money, mo' problems!
No money, mo' problems!
No money, mo' problems!
No money, mo' problems!